Whisper from Yar
The desire of love
The night becomes more darker when we both hide ourselves into each other
arms.
In the late hours of night where the silence have become more
silent and
we are beyond words.
Only our aspiration speaks and our
heart is listening to it.
Knock!
Knock! May I come into your world?
I bring no flowers, no cakes.
But
wishes to keep you fresh, prayer to keep you
healthy,
and love
to keep you smiling.
Let me
think you are in my face
Let me
think you are in my wishes
Dark went
away, morning shows
Waiting
for you, come and hold my lips.
I feel a
seeking stir in my heart, A yearning of
hidden longing.
Love
peeping from everywhere
Let me not
be a slave to the instinct driven ignorance.
Taking a
dangerous journey the pigeons of memories fled
When the
lightening ski in the sky
Carrying
the burden of memories I wait here at the cross roads for you
Come and
join me to complete this tedious journey of LIFE.
Yar
Mhargz GV
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